Ya gotta live somewhere, but also you GET to live somewhere.
Right, except I'm not going to lie to my mom, because what kind of (man) lies to his own mother?
Tonight, darling, we are going to right a lot of wrongs.
This star won't go out. And it won't. we won't let it.
Our lives are composed of a finite set of moments that we choose how to spend.
Ashes to ashes. Garage sale to garage sale,” I said.